For as much as I enjoy making fabric fleurs; my sister loves paper.
She is an artisan of a gift-wrapper.
Each year I get caught out.
My gifts covered with cheap easily torn wrap.
Hers looking as something I don't want to tear.
I know it's what's inside that counts.
Here's our family table.
I trot out whatever's red and covered in glitter.
I don't go in for buying too many add-ons each year.
Everyone pays attention and brings what they are told.
It just works with the minimum of fuss.
The BBQ's on and it is stinking hot.
Leopard print for Christmas day? Yes, thanks.
This little faux Chanel bijou is a tree decoration for next year.
I know, isn't it nice to be understood?
My niece fashioned this silver foil paper sculpture.
I know have my own Paris-purpose designed sticky tape.
And, a long-haul eye-mask.
Time to tidy up, again.